
Two men jumped from the roof of a house moving to another roof, then landed in a luxury house right in the middle of the village. One person in front shook his hand, then opened the front door of the mansion.
The man standing at the back immediately entered the house which was none other than the house of one of the village elders. A girl who was sleeping with her mother was carried away and taken away from the village official's house. One of the kidnappers threw a paper on the girl's bed that read a warning to the villagers.
“Beautiful girl!” lirih the kidnapper is standing at the door.
In an instant, the two kidnappers had come out of the village with a girl, who was the son of the village higher-ups.
***
“Sial! Where am I now. Why is this place so clean!” wanapati exclaimed shortly after waking up from her sleep.
Wanapati moved from her place and found the Valley of Manah and Nata still sleeping beside her. The young man suspected that the patrolling residents found them on a small hill and took them to this clean place.
Suddenly Bergas Lukito entered the room carrying a lot of food with a smile on his face. Soon Wanapati woke up her two sleeping friends, shaking their shoulders.
“This is our college!” said Bergas Lukito while putting food on the table of the guest's special room.
“Then! What happened?” wanapati is still confused.
“They use Ajian Panyirepan!” sahut Nata shortly after waking up from his sleep. “I'm sure, the kidnapper put all the citizens to sleep with that review!”
Valley of Manah got up from his sleep and said, “Get up, let's get to the place of the victim!”
THE PLAQUE!
Wanapati slapped the head of Manah Valley and said, “hoi eat first, Valley! We just visited the victim's house! Usually about eating you number one?”
“Ouch! Alright!” manah Valley protests while holding his head.
The four of them immediately headed for the abductee's house, after finishing their meal. Apparently there are already Ki Rogojambang, Ki Prono and the village officials, then there are also some college students.
“Gas facing!” yang Bergas Lukito bowed his body followed by three young men behind him. “The three of them are envoys from the Sacred Soul College. Wanapati, Manah Valley and Nata!” said Bergas Lukito pointed one by one three young men behind him.
“Ohh, thank you for coming from the far east!” sahut Ki Rogojambang's. “We hope, these brothers can solve the problems that happened in our village!”
Nata explained the outline to all those present at the victim's residence. The perpetrator used Ajian Panyirepan, which put the entire village to sleep. The young man could see clearly with his Byakta eyes.
“Dipa dish is the antidote to Sirep's Ajian!” lirih Ki Rogojambang stroked his beard. “But in this Yava Country, there are no users of Ajian Dipa!”
“Then what does this have to do with the Book of Flowers?” sahut village head—Ki Prono.
“About it—!”
Wanapati speculated, if the kidnapper had anything to do with Ki Badra. Yes, the kidnapper intends to take the Book of Flowers and give it to Ki Badra and will not make terror again in the village.
“Lack of Badra it!” geram Ki Rogojambang clenched his right hand. “Then, what are the plans of the Wanapati brothers next?”
“Begini Ki—!”
Wanapati asked Ki Rogojambang to choose some of his students to prepare to face the kidnapper. However, before the night stand by, the chosen disciples were asked to drink a man-made potion of the Manah Valley that might be the antidote to the Sirep's Ajian.
“So so. Alright, I will soon ask some disciples to be on standby tonight!” sahut Ki Rogojambang's.
***
The four of them again monitored the situation from the top of the hill on the village border. While Ki Rogojambang divide some students into small groups to keep watch on the roof of the people's house, bushes, or livestock cages.
The night changed in the early hours, it was seen that the residents who were on standby began to sleep and sleep at the guard post they made.
“Byakta!” nata exclaims using his special eyes. “They're starting to move!”
“Did you see it, Nata?” selidik Wanapati.
Nata saw two people standing on the roof of the village chief's house. One man raised both his hands up and took out Ajian Panyirepan.
The four of them still remained in place on the village boundary hill. Wanapati asked not to rush to ambush the perpetrators, because their distance was too far, fearing that if the perpetrators knew of his presence, their plan would fail.
“We wait a minute!” Wanapati.
The two perpetrators landed in front of the house, and one of them opened the door with just a flick of his right hand. Then the other man entered the house and held a girl who was asleep with her mother.
“Hopefully with the disappearance of the village chief's son, they would like to give the Book of Flowers!” yell at one of the perpetrators.
However, the two perpetrators were suddenly shocked to see a young man carrying an axe standing in front of the bedroom door. Followed by the Valley of Manah sitting at the window, Nata was at the door of the living room and Bergas Lukito was standing at the front door.
“So you guys did it!” wanapati.
“Ba-how could you not fall asleep!” said one of the perpetrators who was about to leave a message on the girl's bed.
“That's easy!” sahut Valley Manah smiled. “I made your Ajian Panyirepan antidote!”
The two people panicked and took a few steps back. Manah Valley whistled in front of the window where she sat to call Ki Rogojambang and his disciples to come closer. And all according to plan, if the Manah Valley whistles means they should gather soon.
In an instant, the village chief's house had been surrounded by them, whereas Ki Prono was a little worried for his daughter's safety.
“Give the Book of Flowers! Or this girl I killed!” threaten one of the men who carried his victim.
The words were ignored by all of them, Wanapati directly attacked the man who was holding the village chief's daughter, while Manah Valley faced the man who was about to leave a message.
“Who are you guys? Dare to fuss in this village!” wanapati exclaimed shortly after exiting the village chief's residence.
“So, you guys want to know who we are?” sahut the man who carried the village chief's daughter.
“Can't you—!” Ki Rogojambang's words came to a halt in surprise after seeing the two perpetrators. “A unlucky carrier, Hadyan! And you're the son of the previous village chief, Kagendra!”
“Ohh! Apparently I'm famous in this village!” kilah Hadyan—the man who carried the village chief's daughter. “Kagendra! Help me stop them!”
However, there was no answer from Kagendra who fell silent in place and made Hadyan again shout in a louder tone, “hoi, Kagendra!”
In contrast to Hadyan who talks a lot, Kagendra more often silent to observe his surroundings. Hadyan had white hair, and wore a necklace with a red pendant, about twenty-five years old.
While Kagendra, wearing a headscarf and seemed quiet, his age is more or less the same as Hadyan.
“No! You get your own business done!” sahut Kagendra's.
“Hoi! You bastard Kagendra!” aspir Hadyan cursed his partner. “Alright! If this is what you want!”